Inspired by the film Listen to Your Heart.
What if I could not hear?
What if I could not see?
What if I could not speak?
Would beauty be the same to me?
I take life for granted,
In spite of all the miracles;
Selfish and lackluster,
In spite of being lyrical.
What if I could not hear?
What if I could not see?
What if I could not speak?
Would love be the same to me?
I’ve walked roads of faith and doubt;
Missing the point, as much as ever.
Treating love, like a selfish gain,
Causing its truth to sever.
What if I could not hear?
What if I could not see?
What if I could not speak?
Would sorrow be the same to me?
In the silent shadows, I sit,
Longing for a better life than the one that exists –
Something with this picture doesn’t quite fit.
How much havoc do I have to list?
If I could not hear, beauty would be the feeling of sound.
If I could not hear, love would be captured with a smile.
If I could not hear, sorrow, would still be sorrow.
If I could not see, beauty would be the feeling of a breeze or the warmth of a hug.
If I could not see, love would be blind to all that is tainting.
If I could not see, sorrow, would still be sorrow.
If I could not speak, beauty would be that feeling we get when someone treats us well.
If I could not speak, love would be an action; not a string of words.
If I could not speak, sorrow, would still be sorrow.
Since I can hear, since I can see; since I can speak,
Couldn’t beauty and love be all of those things to me?
I take life for granted, as we all do,
That’s why sorrow will always be sorrow –
No matter what we’re going through.
Yet, beauty and love could always change tomorrow.
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